Week 10. Again the non-stop work, but four semesters in i’ve gotten used to this. Doesn’t faze me anymore, no.
Have been feeling unwell these days. Maybe it’s from the overall lack of physical activity because of my leg (which is much better but still hurting). I’m the kind who fancies good, long walks and jiggling about even in my room. Not possible when crippled. This week is marked by nausea, migraines, hot flashes (???) and an unsettling cottony feeling in my brain.
Suspecting it’s the medication/withdrawal from. I don’t take well to medicine. As a kid i was discouraged from taking them – especially antibiotics. I’ve basically braved colds and fevers without any medication until about 14? This might sound like child abuse but it also gave me a smashing immune system, i didn’t fall sick often (maybe once in 3 years).
It’s not like i’ve been good with myself though, hur. For dinner today i literally had just a bunch of japanese fluffy buns and chocolate kinder bueno tim tams. Scoffed at today’s RC selection of salad and protein, headed for carbs pure carbs. So bad for me but needed it so much. I will pay for abusing my body one day — but maybe 25 years from now so yeah bye delayed gratification.
so acutely aware of how fallible my aged body is now. 21 years old, physical self no longer the hardy thing i can knock around without as much as a scratch. Injury prone and slow recoveries, migraines and medication. Why :-(
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